Archive for March, 2017
A horizontality
Shall I try to complete your poem
A joy embedded
In wait -?
A proof in presence
Reflexes
Colours don’t matter Nor do the forms It is the synchronicity That will prove What is, will be
May be, it matters a little
Let us sit, write and laugh
Laugh, just don’t be sad
will you just be there
will you just be there dont ask, why will clouds not share all the tears that they gathered in the torn sky will you just be there